Father Ke choked and glared at him: "She is the master of the elders of both sides, she is justified, how can it be as unbearable as you said!"

"Is it embarrassing? Everyone understands it!" Guan Xilin snorted coldly, and no longer paid attention to them, but looked at Guan Xiruan who was on the other side, holding a fist as a salute.

"Please also my cousin for advice!"

On the side of the stage, Feng Jiu stood not far from the stage and watched the scene on stage, only to see a man approaching.

"Girl, there is a place over there, why don't we sit down and watch together?" A man in Jinyi came to Feng Jiu and blocked her sight, but he gestured to her again.

Feng Jiu frowned, and his gaze fell on the person in front of him: "No need." He moved his steps to the left and looked at the stage again.

The patrons over there are all paying attention to the movement on the stage, but the young men in the back row pay attention to this from time to time. Seeing that the girl didn't even care about the man, they all laughed.

Although the women are beautiful, they are in other people's homes after all. They can't come forward to strike up a conversation. Besides, their father is also here. They have to be restrained in every move.

"Aunt..."

The man's words came out, and he wanted to move with his footsteps. When he saw a black figure walking up, he stretched out his hand to stop him, and warned: "Stay away from my lady!"

The man frowned, just about to speak, when he heard a cry of pain from the station, he couldn't help looking back, and he was slightly startled.

The two on the stage have already fought, it is Guan Xilin and Guan Xiruan, but how can the momentum of Guan Xilin be so strong?Even they could feel the breathtaking breath in him under this stage.

It's no wonder that Guan Xiruan would be crying out painfully by his embarrassed retreat in a punch.He looked at his father in the front row and all the Patriarchs, and sure enough, he also saw unconcealed surprise on their faces.

"Boom boom!"

When Guan Xiruan was holding his eyes and exhaling back painfully, Guan Xilin did not stop his attack, but took a big step. The bottom plate was slightly sinking and a series of three punches were shot at the same time. The fist filled with profound energy fell heavily. Guan Xiruan's abdomen gave him no chance to fight back, and even the corners of his mouth ooze blood.

Patriarch Guan's face was dark and solemn, his sharp eyes stared at Guan Xilin, who was steady on stage and punched with secret energy. It was a little strange that his strength could improve in just a few months. So fast.

Moreover, the aura of profound strength on his body burst out in the battle, and that aura was clearly the realm of the martial artist Dzogchen!

Could it be that he had any adventures outside the past few months?Otherwise, how can the strength increase so fast?

Watching his son step back on stage, he was attacked and vomited blood.He secretly clenched his hands on his knees, and if this continues, Xi Ruan will undoubtedly lose!

"Hey! How could Brother Xi Rin become so powerful? He was not originally Xi Ruan's opponent. Why didn't I see him improve so much in a few months?"

"Yes! Last year, he was beaten by Brother Xi Ruan to lie in bed for three days!"

The children of the Guan family in the audience were talking in a low voice, looking at Guan Xilin on the stage with amazement in their eyes, and the talking voice was also momentarily still due to the next scene.

"Guan Xilin!"

The bruised and swollen Guan Xiruan roared in resentment. The shame of recruiting and retreating made him lose his mind. The long sword that he had taken out from nowhere was shaken, and it turned out to be the murderous Zhaoguan Xi Lin.